Luyện nghe bài hát Therapy

[Dead
Yeah,this muthafuckin Dead boy up in bitch
Yo,got my muthafuckin nigga Esham ready to this shit for you hoes

Walkin on the fumblin with the razor blade
Rumblin the ace of spade is where the wicket rhymes are made
I really feel like
I can't deal with the pressures of life
So I walk with the bloody butcher knife
Therapy,man I need therapy cause ain't nobody scarin me
I ain't got no love cause no one for me
Slippin it into to darkness I'm beyond that and that
Once I catch a
and that's yo ass
Black Devil get a shovel,grave
How you figure you gon' kill a nigga
You gon a dead nigga
Bloody body baby bloody man I'm nutty what he
dead bodies and I never got caught
Walk the flatlines,man I the flatlines
And dead body chalk make me walk lines
I don't sniff lines .45 to my mind

I feel I'm on the
Man I need therapy

[Dead Boy

I'm having suicidal
Brain cells dead from the
My aroma dead body gone but not forgotten
Seems like you
Man I took one
Now I lay me down to body hot rot
Got no when I was a toddler
Now I swallow bullets for fun playin games the gun
Hope I spit up,get up,throw up,mind up
I told my teacher I want to be like Hitler I grow up
Now I got a mental block got the pussy hammer
Tick tock and ya stop make the pussy pop
To the break of dawn,to the break of
again it's on
.357 chrome to my dome
Now I know you want to know knowing what I'm knowing
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